Where I live, today was the first day of school.
Our youngest started kindergarten…he hopped on that big, yellow school bus for the first time in his life like a champ! My daughter was right behind him…she was on to fourth grade.
Overall, it’s a big transition for us. There are no longer any non-school agers living in our home. No more “babies.”
My wife and I experience a much different pace in our lives than we did before we had kids.
Now, there are practices and games, recitals and meetings, doctor visits and haircut appointments. The list goes on an on.
Do you ever feel disconnected from your family?
I mean, at the end of the day, do you ever sit down, wonder where the day went, and think “Did I even speak to anyone in my house today?”
Some days are a complete blur. Some days fly by and I feel completely out of touch.
Kids are like sponges. They are constantly absorbing everything that’s around them at home, at school, at the mall, on TV…you name it.
I often ask myself if I’m doing enough to influence all that my kids are soaking up.
Sometimes I think I just hope they pick up on certain lessons in life.
Instead of “train up a child,” I’m trying to “hope up a child.”
But that doesn’t work.
The truth is you have to be intentional about teaching your kids what you want them to learn.
So, while we are setting our goals for this year, let’s not forget about our children.
It’s time to ring in another new year! But before we do that, let’s wrap up 2016 with a year in review!
Here are five of my most popular posts from this past year.
1. One thing I can’t give my son
…All I know is my son wants something that I would really, really love to give him, but I can’t.
That’s hard for me to swallow. I mean, the moment I became a parent I began thinking about all the things I wanted to give my children, and not just tangible things like food or a home or an LSU jersey. I’m also talking about things like love and patience, kindness and encouragement…family. Read more…
2. You aren’t the only one who doubts
…For a long time I was ashamed of the doubt I felt.
I thought every one else had a Herculean faith. I thought that everyone who sat around me at church had sprinted into service confidently…knowing and trusting beyond the shadow of a doubt.
But, over time I realized that isn’t true at all. The truth is that many of us limp into church every weekend, broken and beat up…wondering how we’ll make it through the next week.